Fang Xing was unwilling to pay the ransom to Shen Jian from the bottom of his heart, but because he knew in his heart that this incident was caused by Jinwu, and for him, being able to help Jinwu cover up this incident was the greatest success, so he Rarely kept a low profile, hidden in the crowd, did not cause trouble indiscriminately, just treated himself as an ordinary Qingyun Sect disciple, and let Xiao Jianming handle the matter.
Xiao Jianming felt better when he heard that he could keep the storage bag, and finally he didn't have to hand over the storage bag.
However, if he was asked to give this order, it would always be difficult to speak.
The little girl in red was silent when she saw the disciples of Qingyun Sect, she giggled and winked at the fierce slave behind her.
The fierce slave immediately brought up Shen Jian, and his big hand like a cattail fan moved towards his face.
"Pa" and "pa" twice, Shen Jian's mouth was immediately covered with blood, and three or four molars fell out on both sides, and he screamed desperately: "Senior Brother Xiao... Brother Xiao... Brothers, I beg you, please help me!" Bar… "
"Oh, hand it over!"
Shuwen Gupi Junzi suddenly sighed and threw his storage bag out.
In any case, Shen Jian is also his disciple of Shuwengu. As the team leader, he can't ignore it. In addition, he can see that Xiao Jianming is moved, but he has no face to issue this order and take the lead. Xiao Jianming will definitely do it too. I am grateful to myself, anyway, the opponent is so strong, even if I want to keep the storage bag, it is impossible.
In addition, the storage bags of Shuwengu's sacrificed disciples were all on him, so he just threw one of them out. Although this move was very embarrassing, the real loss was not great.
Seeing him taking the lead, Xiao Jianming remained silent, as if tacitly acquiescing, and the other Shuwengu disciples followed suit.
The storage bags handed over by these disciples are actually all their wealth, so I can't help but feel heartbroken.
"Hand it over!"
Feng Qingwei also sighed helplessly, and threw out a storage bag, and then all the disciples of Shanhegu also threw it out.
The other disciples would naturally follow. The other party was stronger than him, and he didn't seem to mind killing people at all, even if he didn't pay.
When even Xu Lingyun was about to hand over her storage bag, Fang Xing suddenly grabbed her sleeve, winked at her, and threw two storage bags out. As for the storage bag, he threw this one for himself, saving the accumulation of seven or eight years in his storage bag. Although he was a little helpless, he was also grateful.
"Haha, are practitioners in the Chu region a bunch of softies?"
The two smart seven big men sitting on the back of the black bat laughed, and respectively cast gravity spells to catch them, and the storage bags all over the ground immediately flew up, and the two of them sat on the back of the black bat, one by one. I counted and looked at the heads on the ground at the same time, as if I was counting if anyone missed handing in, but at the end of the count, there were twenty-six storage bags in total.
Except for Xiao Jianming who did not hand in, the remaining twenty-six people have all handed in.
"Haha, Junior Brother Long, there are nine of us, but there are only twenty-six storage bags, not enough..."
The big guy on the left suddenly laughed and winked at the guy on the right.
The person on the right understood, looked at Xiao Jianming with malicious intentions, and said, "That's right, just one more!"
They obviously wanted to snatch Xiao Jianming's storage bag as well. After all, Xiao Jianming saw that the people in this group had the highest cultivation level. Ten people.
Xiao Jianming's face was livid, and he didn't say a word. Naturally, he wouldn't ask for trouble at this time.
Seeing that Xiao Jianming didn't answer, the big man on the right deliberately said: "Since they are redeeming people, only twenty-seven storage bags can redeem a complete person. If one storage bag is missing, then we can't give them a complete person." If you want to do business, it’s better to be fair, you slave, you tear off that guy’s thigh, make it dinner, and return the rest of the parts to them!”
Hearing this, the murderous slave smiled, with ferocity in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to grab Shen Jian's thigh.
Shen Jian was so frightened that he could bear two slaps, but the one with a short thigh was unlucky, so he hurriedly yelled: "Senior Brother Xiao... Brother Xiao, help me..." While struggling, While looking at Xiao Jianming, he suddenly saw Xiao Jianming looking at him with gloomy eyes. Shen Jian's heart immediately turned cold, knowing that Xiao Jianming hated him.
However, he clearly felt that the ferocious slave who was like a beast was grabbing his left leg, as if he was about to tear it off. The fear in his heart could not be increased. In despair, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, and he immediately shouted: "Yes... the storage is still there. There are..." As he spoke, he ignored him, pointed at Fang Xing in the crowd, and shouted: "There are... there are seven or eight more..."
"Um?"
This group of people immediately looked at Fang Xing in the crowd with serious eyes, and the people around Fang Xing who were so frightened immediately moved away.
"Such a brat, would there be seven or eight storage bags?"
Above the black bat, the big man on the right looked at Fang Xing suspiciously.
Shen Jian shouted anxiously: "That's right, and his storage bag is full of treasures, there are thousands of Dream Soul Grass..."
"Shua..."
The eyes of the two big men on the back of the black bat flashed, and they fixed their eyes on Fang Xing, and said with a sinister smile: "Little devil, hand it over!"
None of the disciples of Qingyun Sect dared to speak for Fang Xing, and they all looked at Fang Xing with complicated eyes.
Some people even took pleasure in other people's misfortune, thinking that it was thanks to Shen Jian's shout, otherwise we handed over all the storage bags, but the brat kept so much for himself, wouldn't we have suffered a great loss
At this time, Fang Xing was also full of anger.
Not hacking that bastard Shen Jian to death with the fastest speed is definitely the biggest mistake I have ever done in my life, bar none!
Seeing that everyone's eyes on the other party were focused on him, it was obvious that the number of "thousands" of Dream Soul Grass had attracted their greed, and they would definitely not let him go, but Fang Xing felt a little unwilling, and suddenly his eyes rolled Turning around, he rushed out with a "whoosh", the gravity technique was cast, and the whole person flew up, rushing towards the huge altar next to him.
"Hey, do you want to escape?"
This group of people obviously didn't care, they had black bats as mounts, so they were not afraid of Fang Xing's escape at all.
Slowly driving the black bat, he chased after him unhurriedly.
When Fang Xing climbed to the top of the 30-foot-high altar, three or four black bats had already approached him. Grabbed all the bags, two handfuls full, and approached the mouth of the altar, and shouted: "Don't come here, if you come here again, I will throw them all, and none of you will be left behind..."
The members of Hundred Beasts Sect were stunned, they didn't expect this brat to come here...
Is this going to sink the boat
"Little ghost, don't say throw them all away, even if you throw one away, I will make your life worse than death!"
The big man on the black bat on the left sneered, his voice was ferocious, obviously not joking.
Fang Xing thought for a moment that he couldn't frighten them by doing this, so he moved his mind slightly, and suddenly took out a yellowed scroll from one of the storage bags, stretched it to the mouth of the altar, and shouted: "Huh, these The storage bag can't scare you, but I can assure you that this volume of high-level Xuan Jue... Yin Yang... Yin Yang and He Dafa fell into it, and you will regret it for the rest of your life... "
"A high-level mystery?"
Suddenly, not only the two big men on the black bat, but also the other members of the Hundred Beasts Sect were stunned at the same time.
In the eyes of the brocade-clothed young man, two rays of light even radiated.
As for the disciples of Qingyun Sect, they are a little confused: Yin-Yang Harmony Dafa... What is it
Fang Xing angrily said to Xiao Jianming: "Senior Brother Xiao, don't blame me, Shen Jian is too worthless to betray me. I have no choice but to come up with this method to scare them. This Yin-Yang Harmony is the most precious thing in our line of work." I don't believe that they are not moved... Brother Xiao, go quickly and ask the elders to deal with them. I will stand here..."
Xiao Jianming was also confused all of a sudden, the way this kid spoke was too realistic.
"Little ghost, do you really have a high-ranking secret formula? Show it to me!"
The young man in brocade robes drove a pair of black bats, and approached slowly, his tone serious.
"Stay away from me...or else...or I'll really throw it down!"
Fang Xing seemed to be very frightened, and tremblingly called out, moving his hands closer to the mouth of the altar.
The young man in brocade robe suddenly froze, he really didn't dare to provoke this kid, and threw away the high-level secret formula that he was about to get.
In fact, because he felt that the trip was wasted and he felt depressed, he vented his anger on these practitioners from the Chu region and snatched their storage bags. It was more fun than necessary, but unexpectedly, things suddenly took a turn for the worse. He accidentally saw a volume of high-ranking Xuan Jue, if it was true, then he would have made a lot of money, and it doesn't matter if he can't find the Beast King Cauldron.
It was precisely because of this that although he still had some doubts in his heart, he did not dare to be careless at all.
"Little devil, give me this formula... no, let me copy a copy, and I will let you go, and return all the storage bags to you!"
The young man in brocade clothes said solemnly.
"I... I won't give it, I can't trust you, let my brothers go first..."
Fang Xing looked righteous and awe-inspiring.
The disciples of Qingyun Sect were very moved, regardless of whether the secret formula in Fang Xing's hand was real or not, as long as he could let himself leave safely, it would be a profit. It would be even better if he could leave with the storage bag …